Leather bound Feelings ...

Verses written in blood ...
Red clotted blood ...
Brethren of the kind ...
\WE have our life in scripts ...
In Leather bound books.

Feelings caged within ...
The flesh and blood of life ...\
Cravings of a meaner kind ...
We get on with our lives ...
Not withstanding the hail ...
Showers of the hard mind.

The Devil lurks in the shadows ...
A mirth in his eyes ...
A grin on his face ..
Joy abounds in his heart ...
Somewhere someone being looted ...
The robbers hidden in bushes ...
Pouncing upon a sacred heart ...
Feelings bound in Leather.

A woman dies every moment ...
Her vanity is torn apart...
She grows in leaps and bounds ..
Feelings trapped within ...
She dies an unheard of death ...
With Leather bound feelings.

Why the anarchy ?
Why the shame?
Why the meaning of life hidden ...
In Leather bound feelings?